You've got the good fortune
to hold depth
on your surface
a fullness that's based
on a single line
where no escape is possible
into another form
your motionless back and forth
nourishes you
at each of your points
the depth of your body
is peaceful, almost soulful,
and you can keep safely
everyone's secret.
Official Website and Blog for Shaleen Rakesh, an indie author based in Dehradun, India. Shaleen is a writer and recursive observer of the shifting Himalayan landscape, whose work interrogates the friction between geologic time and the fragile architecture of human memory. Deeply rooted in the ecological and psychological terrain of the Doon Valley, his prose functions as a diagnostic for the Anthropocene—charting the rain of ash that defines modern loss.
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